I was grateful to my Father in Heaven, for his divine intervention in giving me the nurse practitioner that day, not the doctor. For the nurse, that I had never met before, who cared enough to ask how the kids and I were doing. For a doctor, who cared, and for my son being open to healing.
	We had made a step in the right direction.

I was grateful to my Father in Heaven, for his divine intervention in giving me the nurse practitioner that day, not the doctor. For the nurse, that I had never met before, who cared enough to ask how the kids and I were doing. For a doctor, who cared, and for my son being open to healing. We had made a step in the right direction.

I was grateful to my Father in Heaven, for his divine intervention in giving me the nurse practitioner that day, not the doctor. For the nurse, that I had never met before, who cared enough to ask how the kids and I were doing. For a doctor, who cared, and for my son being open to healing.
	We had made a step in the right direction.&nbsp;

A Step in The Right Direction

I was a 29 year old mother of three who had spent eleven years with my love. I was widowed. This diary begins five years after his death. I hope I captured the memories of the journey. The lessons. The joy. The sadness. The humor.  The faith. The hope.

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I was a 29 year old mother of three who had spent eleven years with my love. I was widowed. This diary begins five years after his death. I hope I captured the memories of the journey. The lessons. The joy. The sadness. The humor. The faith. The hope.

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